1712 Win

Leonel's gaze flickered with surprise before he actually smiled and chuckled. Without much fanfare, he looked toward Aina. 

"Let's go."

Leonel tapped a foot and he and Aina shot forward, their speed blazing a trail through Void Palace. 

In the skies, a far distance away, DiVincenzo's expression warped. He too hadn't expected the Void Palace to choose to take such a stance. Initially, he had been planning on forcing their hand, but… 

His gaze flickered, landing on the running Leonel. 

'It's him. He did it on purpose.'